This is a song about "My shoes"

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

So i kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

When the cops dip through strappin on my runnin shoes

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes